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	<title>Comments on: Life Is Like A Doughnut Eating Contest</title>
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	<description>Life is a joke... are you in on it?</description>
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		<title>By: MOM</title>
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		<dc:creator>MOM</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 21:08:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Here is another food analogy.  We were visiting granparents and they had purchased one of those huge containers of mixed nuts from Sam&#039;s Club.  Everyone was eating them and I noticed that they were all picking out certain nuts.  I asked everyone what their favorite nut was and the all replied that it was cashews.  I asked G and G why they didn&#039;t just buy a big huge thing of cashews instead of the mixed nuts if that is what they liked.  Grandpa, in all his years of wisdom, answered , &quot;Life isn&#039;t like that, you don&#039;t always get to have just cashews.&quot;  I guess he told me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here is another food analogy.  We were visiting granparents and they had purchased one of those huge containers of mixed nuts from Sam&#8217;s Club.  Everyone was eating them and I noticed that they were all picking out certain nuts.  I asked everyone what their favorite nut was and the all replied that it was cashews.  I asked G and G why they didn&#8217;t just buy a big huge thing of cashews instead of the mixed nuts if that is what they liked.  Grandpa, in all his years of wisdom, answered , &#8220;Life isn&#8217;t like that, you don&#8217;t always get to have just cashews.&#8221;  I guess he told me.</p>
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		<title>By: Savitri</title>
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		<dc:creator>Savitri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 03:05:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ooh ooh, Bags is, Bags is!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ooh ooh, Bags is, Bags is!!</p>
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		<title>By: @dean</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 07:26:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>consciousness.
the problem is balance between between being more conscious of others than ourselves and then, if we are &#039;self&#039; conscious centric between the good kind and the detrimental kind.

a never-ending picture within a picture feat of balance... we can&#039;t truly live without being conscious of others or the mass &#039;other&#039; that is not &#039;self&#039; otherwise we have nothing to measure ourselves by, but then we get addicted to one kind of measurement or &#039;other&#039;. 

the human mind is at once frenetic and lazy, it hates to remain agile enough to keep switching between different measuring rods for the appropriate circumstance.

i see your eyes are open...


(speaking of which, your eyes in that video were really crazy creepy funny)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>consciousness.<br />
the problem is balance between between being more conscious of others than ourselves and then, if we are &#8216;self&#8217; conscious centric between the good kind and the detrimental kind.</p>
<p>a never-ending picture within a picture feat of balance&#8230; we can&#8217;t truly live without being conscious of others or the mass &#8216;other&#8217; that is not &#8216;self&#8217; otherwise we have nothing to measure ourselves by, but then we get addicted to one kind of measurement or &#8216;other&#8217;. </p>
<p>the human mind is at once frenetic and lazy, it hates to remain agile enough to keep switching between different measuring rods for the appropriate circumstance.</p>
<p>i see your eyes are open&#8230;</p>
<p>(speaking of which, your eyes in that video were really crazy creepy funny)</p>
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